Finding Kindred Spirits At Lucy Maud Montgomery’s Leaskdale Home

Her home was her sanctuary; a place she could abandon the amiable, passive masks she wore. When I was 11 years old, I read Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery, and much like millions of other young girls, I found a kindred spirit in the precocious redhead. It wasn’t until I was 37…

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